When they came

I don't remember much of what my life was like before they came. I’ve been in this bunker for such a long time that the memory of what the sun felt like is fading away. There is however a memory that will forever be seared into my brain, that would be the day they came. I was nineteen at the time in a class looking out the window just wanting the day to end, when suddenly there was a sound that seemed to emerge from the sky. This sound was terrifying and it would be like the celestial trumpets described in the biblical apocalypse. Every hair on my neck was standing up to attention, I was scared, glued to my seat, I turned to my professor for some sort of reassurance but when I looked in her eyes all I saw was pure unadulterated fear. Suddenly the lights in the classroom went out and everything was pitch black. I remember looking in the direction of the window I had been staring out of and all I saw was darkness, there were screams of terror all around me and I was beginning to panic. I could not see anyone or distinguish any voice. I was just petrified; this has always been my biggest fear, being in total darkness. And just as I was getting ready to curl up in a ball the lights came back on. I looked in the direction of the window and the sky was red, the sun was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly we all got up in unison and headed towards the parking lot to our cars. I got into my car and locked my doors. Suddenly I heard a voice calling my name. This voice sounded familiar but at the same time it sounded unnatural. I used my rear view mirror and I remember seeing my grandmother, I refused to open the door though because whatever that thing was it certainly was not her. It had hollow pitch black eyes. I remember just igniting the car and driving away in the distance I could hear a horrible screeching. In the rearview mirror I saw a grey shadow-like creature. I held on to the heart shaped locket around my neck and sped home. As soon as I got to the driveway I ran into my home. There I found my family, they all had a wild look in their eyes, they were gathered looking at the news, there was a video of a gray shadow dragging people away. The broadcast was warning against approaching “people” calling your name. The journalist said “Not everything is what it seems”

This is the last thing I remember of that day, we have been living in our bunker for what feels like an eternity. Our food is running out and we have decided that it is now time for us to go out and look for supplies. I’m scared but we need supplies if we want to survive. So I hold onto the locket around my neck and brace myself for what we will see as my father pushes the bunker door up. I see that the sky is red and there is complete silence. My mum signals to us that we have to hurry to the car. Once inside the car I look up to the sky and see that the sun is still missing. A chill runs through my body and I listen as my mom switches through radio stations until she finds a voice. This voice is a whispering man saying that he was alone and that he wanted to tell people to not go outside. He said “If you are running out of food and you have to go out, the people you see are not people, don't look into anyone’s eyes, go into a supermarket grab what you need and to your safe space.” We pulled into a supermarket. It looked normal. There were people walking around the streets. It looked normal, like an average day. But something feels creepy about this. As soon as my dad turned off the engine the “people” turned towards the car, they suddenly were surrounding the car and they were these tall grey screeching shadows. They pulled the car apart and I sat there looking as they dragged my family members away. Suddenly I felt an ice cold thing grab my arm and I tried to scream but my voice had left me and I faded into oblivion….